The rain poured down,
more like a deluge, some may
call it, “raining cats and dogs.”
The bricks were redder, nearly
scarlet in embarrassment.
While the dogwoods blushed
pink in delight, green was greener,
and mulch was deeper, darker brown.
The town was given a big spotlight,
The sun shone brightly afterwards,
with details specific and no leaf
nor bit of nature left untouched.
When rain pours down, whiter clouds
emerge while I go chasing rainbows.